| Cue: …The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees is left in this vault to brag of. | What is amiss? |
| Cue: Why do we hold our tongues, that most may claim this argument for ours? | [Aside to MALCOLM] What should be spoken here, where our fate, hid in an auger-hole, may rush, and seize us? Let’s away; our tears are not yet brew’d. |
| Cue: …To show an unfelt sorrow is an office which the false man does easy. I’ll to England. | To Ireland, I; our separated fortune shall keep us both the safer: where we are, there’s daggers in men’s smiles: the near in blood, the nearer bloody. |
Macbeth: Donalbain Lines
August 14, 2019